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But real talk, it’s the danger that fucks me up. Like in the movie, “You’re scared, but you laugh!”—that’s them, smilin’ through the grit. Stats say 70% get beat up sometime—makes my blood boil. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Motherfucker, leave em alone!” If I could, I’d roundhouse kick every john who crosses the line. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it—I feel it.

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I’m talkin’ about neighborhoods where the vibe never quits. The East End is gritty but gorgeous; dark alleys mix with warm, but kinda raucous, joints. Y’know, places where you bump into local legends, like that one legendary coffee spot – Brew ‘n’ Stew – near Crossroad Ct. Dude, I once met this couple on a break-up runnin’ wild in there, laughin’ like maniacs at sunrise. Crazy, right?

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